This is the second part of the Sunday Afternoon Story, english is not my native language, sorry for any mistakes, enjoy! ***** Friday Night Almost a week had passed since Mia and Sarah had their first experience. The tension was still high although I think the tree of us were still regrouping. On Friday night, Sarah was busy setting up her new apartment...
Kylie sighed and sipped the glass of water to her right. She was almost completely absorbed in her work, several padds scattered in front of her on her desk. She was so entranced by the cryptography and intelligence before her that she had lost all track of time, practically. q'vort chimed the door. He wanted to bring Kylie to the holodeck. And he wanted he...
It was nearly 11:00 and Marisol and Sarah were becoming increasingly antsy. The last customers were walking out the door, leaving the bowling alley empty save for the two of them and Don. Mari strolled over to the front counter, leaving her station at the shoe desk. She swished the hem of the short, metallic green flared skirt she wore for the party. "Ar...
Early one Friday evening Mike arrived, as arranged, to pick me up. We'd planned to do a bit of window shopping, then grab a bite to eat somewhere. After that . . . who knows? "My God, Ally!" he gasped as I opened the door to him. I was just finishing a glass of wine with Vicki, my housemate, and I was showing her my 'window shopping outfit' and giggling ab...
I parked my car in the driveway, a big smile on my face. I took a moment to collect my things, making sure my present for her was perfect. It was simply wrapped, just some red wrapping paper around a little box, tied with a big red bow, but I knew she would like it; she always enjoyed my gifts. I got out of the car and headed up the steps to my front door,...
I had a large group of friends, and as we got married, each guy got a bachelor party with the works -- dinner out, poker, and finally the stripper. As is customary, the best man took care of the arrangements, though really, we always went to the same restaurant and always got the same stripper. (We'd had her once, really liked her act, and from there on alwa...
Debra came home early today. Generally that's OK because we always call each other to let the other know we are on the way and to make plans in case we want to meet in town or need to pick something up from the store on the way home. No big deal. But before I tell you about that let me talk about my day up to that point. I was off work this Monday morning...
Antalya awoke with her head face down in her pillow and turned her eyes to the brilliance of the morning sun. She felt more accustomed to this bed now that she had spent two nights there and already looked forward to the new day in this foreign country. She sat up pushing aside the bed sheets and rotated her body to let her legs hang over the mattress' edge....
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
We lived in town for 6 months but decided to move out of our apartment into a townhouse. As we pulled up and started to unpack the U-haul, I noticed a person come out from the connecting house and ask if we needed help. My wife and I both said "sure, help would be great." Over the next few hours, I wore a hard on that was killing me! Needless to say the pers...